You were sitting back, listening to Harry and Hermione brainstorm about the importance of Godric's sword. That is, until the lights disappeared. "Yeah, I'm still here." Ron spoke, clicking the Deluminator and returning the light. "But you two carry on - don't let me spoil the fun." His voice sounded raspy and deeper than usual, more brash. "What's wrong?" Harry turned to look at Ron. "Wrong? Nothing wrong." Ron defended quickly. "Not according to you, anyway." "Look, if you've got something to say, don't be shy. Spit it out." Harry insisted. "Alright, I'll spit it out-" Ron said before an argument broke out between the two about this whole mission and the Horcruxes, both Hermione and Harry tried to take the locket off his neck, but Ron wouldn't let them. Out of furry, Harry screams "Go then!" Ron takes off the locket and throws it to the ground, "Ron..." Hermione tries to stop him. Ron turns around, his gaze dropping between you and Hermione. "And you two... Are you coming or are you staying?"